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From “Rhythm On The Range”
Words and Music by Johnny Mercer
A Mickey McBride Arrangement
I’M AN OLD COWHAND,
FROM THE RIO GRANDE,
BUT MY LEGS AIN’T BOWED,
AND MY CHEEKS AIN’T TANNED,
I’M A COWBOY WHO
NEVER SAW A COW,
NEVER ROPED A STEER
‘CAUSE I DON’T KNOW HOW,
AND I SHO’ AIN’T FIXIN’
TO START IN NOW,
YIPPY-I-O-KI-AY,
YIPPY-I-O-KI-AY,
I’M AN OLD COWHAND,
FROM THE RIO GRANDE,
AND I LEARNED TO RIDE
‘FORE I LEARNED TO STAND,
I’M A RIDIN’ FOOL
WHO IS UP TO DATE,
I KNOW EV’RY TRAIL
IN THE LONESTAR STATE,
‘CAUSE I RIDE THE RANGE
IN A FORD V EIGHT,
YIPPY-I-O-KI-AY,
YIPPY-I-O-KI-AY,
I’M AN OLD COWHAND,
FROM THE RIO GRANDE,
AND I COME TO TOWN
JUST TO HEAR THE BAND,
I KNOW ALL THE SONGS
THAT THE COWBOYS KNOW,
‘BOUT THE BIG CORRAL
WHERE THE DOAGIES GO,
‘CAUSE I LEARNED THEM ALL
ON THE RADIO,
YIPPY-I-O-KI-AY,
YIPPY-I-O-KI-AY,
I’M AN OLD COWHAND,
FROM THE RIO GRANDE,
WHERE THE WEST IS WILD
‘ROUND THE BORDERLAND,
WHERE THE BUFFALO ROAM
AROUND THE ZOO,
AND THE INDIANS MAKE YOU
A RUG OR TWO,
AND THE OLD “BAR-X”
IS A BARBEQUE,
YIPPY-I-O-KI-AY,
YIPPY-I-O-KI-AY!
for Windows95/98/Me/ NT/2000/XP
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